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The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1887-05-21
Fish Must Eat.

A false idea, which is by no means
uncommon, is that fish can live and
thrive without food. This is q mistake;
fish require food the same as any other
living creature, and in abundance, ac-
cording to their size. This wrong i'm
preston has been gained through keep
ing gold fish Sin aquariums, In which
they have been known / to live for
months, and in some cases years, with
out putting iii food; but the means
through which they live is by sucking
the greensh matter from the sides Of
the acquarium stones. This matter
contains microscopic plants and ami
mails, which sustain them. In cleaning
an aquarium in which gold fish are
kept, never wash the stones, but take
them out carefully, and when ready,
replace them with them without dis.
turbing the slimy substance on them.
Politeness TO interiors Is debt due
to curse Ives.
The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1887-05-21
An Anerthought.

'Twas inlthe garden chatting
Amid the mignonette-- r
:She with her snowy tatting,
! with my cigarette.
Fl still can see her fiugers +
Fit softly In and out; i
With rapture memory lingers i
To view her lips a-pout.
IA happy sunbeam glancing
Upon a wayward curl, ~
sSet every pulse TO dancing,
And turned my brain awirl;
And when she looked up shyly,
I Icould not help, you see,
But stoop and kiss her slyly,
Behind the apple tree.
Strange TINT some mote forever
Should mar the rays of bltssH
Though conscious had never
Yet won so sweet q kiss;
Alasl the act Of plumber
SO gracefully she boro,
I could not help but wonder,
Had she been kissed before?
The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1887-05-21
Whore Hats Are Made.

A remarkable feature of the hating
business is that 1t is rapidly scattering
over different parts Of the country.
Three years ago there were but IL
places where fur hats were made. In
addition to these we now have Yonkers,
Matteawan, Newburg, Fall River,
Haverhill, Bridgeport, anu a shop in
South Jersey, as well as one In st.
Louis, Mo.
The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1887-05-21

How few whom God has blessed
with the responsible gift Of genius can
truthenlly say with Walter Scott:---'sI
have tiied to unsettle no mans faith,
to corrupt no mans principles, and i
have written nothing which on my
I deathbed ! should wish blotted OUT
The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1887-05-21

Politeness TO interiors is a debt due
to ourselves.
The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1887-05-21

It is good discretion not to make
much Of any man at the first, because
one cannot bold out that proportio,s ,s
Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1887-04-10
CHAPTER XIX.
THEY MET ONCE MORE.

There was one who had heard Brownies
cry. Black Sam was crossing the woods
toward home. Sam was past 20 now, and
bent and feeble, bat he ran up ~vaiiantly
when be heard the shrek. He saw Rips
band laid upon Brownie. He thought she
was being murdered.
He had au AK Oh his shoulder. Old as
he was, he would have cleft the tTamp's
skull IN q moment, but tn. fellow saw the
descending AK and caught it. lie let the
girl 90 and laid hold OF the negro.
Run, Miss Brownie" cried old Sam.
Brownie was still wild with terror. She
WAS an unreasOning creature ut best. She
gave in to the moments impulse, and ran
as Sam told her.
The tramp tried To shake OIL the negro.
LET me gor lie muttered, in a rage.
"Let me 20, or I'll murder YOU
But Sam chung about him with a ham
pering hold, and kept him back. 1t reused
all the fury in him. he doubled his fist,
and gave Sam a stunning blow. The black
man fell like 4 stone and lay still.
There" said the tramp.
Two men met Brownie rs she ran. No
sooner did she catch sight OF one of these
two than she lung her arm around his
neck in an agony OF fright and ecstasy Of
reliei. She cuddled down against his
breast AS if he was the last man Cd earth
aud she never meant to let him 20.
Truly she never did. Was he not Robert
Edgerly, her ~Tepentant, returning lover?
The other man was her brother Harry, now
a we'll grown youth Of IL. They had come
to look for her. There were Harry's strong
aud willing arms for her to fling herself
into, and Harry was the dearest brother
she had. Yet she ran past him and flung
herself upOn a young man she had quar-
aeled with, and who was no kin 10 her at
all. Truly, girls are queer.
At sight of them Rip disappeared. 1t
was rs if he had dropped through the
ground. Robert and Harry searched all
about. That night the neighbOrhOod men
secured the woods for him. They never
found him.
Sam was alive and unconscious when
they came to him. He was old, black and
Ignorant, and timid and weak, yet he was
as true a hero, true a knight OF chiValry
as ever breathed. He gave his life to sue
cor fair lady in distress.
The faithful sOulnever came TO bis senses.
His head struck a stone rs he :ell under
the blow from Rips list. He breathed on
unconsciOusly for two hours. Then-an-
other link was broken that bound the Car
stones to their vanished childhood. He
was buried in the CarStone graveyard, not
far from the master TO whose children he
had been so faithful. Many is the time
Sam had said:
II allus wanted a big funeral. It is
spectacle like, as if a man was a gentle
man of consequence. When / die it'd be
a comfort to me to know de fust families
all turned out and helped lay de old man
away"
If he could hive known it, Sam had his
wish to bis hearts content. The first fami-
lies turned out in mass and followed him
to his grave. Could he have BnOw il, he
Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1887-04-10

She heSitated and drew back.
MAY be You'd like me to help you:
Kin I he of any assistance to you, Miss?''
said he in a mimicking voice, with a dia'
bolical grin.
He threw his arm about her. His dirty
tattered sleeve chafpd her delicate neck,
| She was enraged, and exclaimed:
Glow dare yOu?"
He gave a short laugh.
"Dare! Come, that's good. Dare! Is
| there anything a man will do or can do,
that ! wouldn't dare? Do | look hke
that"
Brownie was y plucky creature for all.
In her fierce anger Mt him for touching her
she forgot her prudence. She struck him
in the face with all her might. One of the
rings upon her hand cut his lip till the
blood flowed. It enraged him and yet
amused him.
Come, hand it over" said he. "IlI
help yOu. Lively's the word
lie stripped it of her finger. Then she
made as il to go. He seized her arm again
"NOt so fast, my red bird! | want to
look at you close to. How would you like
TO he married 20 me, Miss"
She %Shuddered and he laughed.
"Ef | had my rights. I'd be n gentleman,
and as good as you. IF I'd had the raisin'
I'd q been the biggest mob of 'em all!
Whose wife would YOU a been them Miss
Rrownie-vOu'd "a been my wife,
She shuddered again.
81 gee; you'd sOOner touch a dead cat
nor me. | most wish ] cOuld kill YOU.
I'd do it with a good will, it | could"
She n ' 4 scream of terror.
Never fear, my red bird said Rip.
'I'm not going TO. | was going to. But
I can't. You've got enough gold and swag
about you to keep n poor man like me n
wear. Iment to take that, too. But
can't touch it. / don't know why ! don't,
but | don't. Only this ring the English
man put on your finger. That you'll never
see again"
He stopped and struck his heel into the
earth, enraged. Then he seemed to cool
down again.
mo. Miss Brownie, | can't hurt yen,
and You NAV thank vour stars for it. You
90 free for all me. But some time, when
Won are rich and happy aud married to the
Englishman, curse hint say think of
this day in the woods. Remember that
Rip, the tramp, might have robbed you,
might have murdered you and worse, hut
did not. Why? Because, Miss Brownie,
he loved you, loved o even better than
the Englishman did"
Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1887-04-10

Wv ~
The train wa behind Brownie, rlghj
upon her, and she did not know 1t. Their
was a roar as if the earth was rent In twain
and then darkness. The evil Rip had beef
working all his neglected life may be for
given him for the good be did then. =,
Reader, think OF him kindly, after all
One of the sudden impulsions toward
the better that come from some unknown
realm to the worst men, came to Rip, an'
filled all all his soul in that fash OF time
He darted forward like lightning. III
nerved himself with all the strength thai
vet lap in his once powerful right arm, AM
showed Brownie of the track to slde
At the same instant the engine struci
him in the breast and knocked him Oh I'd
other side. Then the monster sped on Will
its oar like the wings of Ten thOusant
angels of darkness. .
Rip Law quite still. He did not know |
when careful hands lifted him kindly an
carried him to the stone house. He did no
know il still when a gentle aWestrickeI
voice. Shirley's own voice, said:
Cav the poor fellow right in there-Pui
him on my bed 49,.
He came to himself, and saw himself ii
a beautiful room, upon a snOw bed. Face
were around him that he knew, and they
looked anxious and kindly, every one
There were Shirley and Robert Edgerly
Harry Carstone, and the ancient doctor
now very old. He glanced from one Il
the other. They looked friendly.
"Don't-don't give me away" he said
feebly.
Don't be afraid"
A film dimmed his eyes. Blood trickleC
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Nv ELIZA ARCHARD.
CONTINUED.
CHAPTER XVIII.

Robert fingered on. Tie said he wa
,5,i,, American character. So he was.
He mingled freely in the green tea and
lemonade designations OF the country side,
He nartook of the mild refreshments and
amuSements that were the proper thing.
At ali these scenes of strictly moral gayety
he WAS the hero. Tie carried OF the hon
ors in a azy, half cynical way that made
him the adored of the ladies, the enyied Of
Young meu, Everywhere he wore the
same air Of holding himself \ little apart
from the rest, OF being absent minded and
slightly bored. This ar succeeded to a
charm. 1t il to be recommended to young
men and maideus seeming to make an i'm
preston.
At an autumn picnic in the woods he
seemed more than usually indifferent. He
leaned idly against . tree with his feet
crossed, his head thrown back, his eyes
gazing widely OFF into no where. 1t made
not q had picture, the tall figure there
against the tree, in the midst OF the blaz-
ing gold and crimson woodlands.
Thinking on your sins:' ask Brownie.
You ought to he"
No" says he, I'm thinking an other
peoples sins
Whose may aSk2'
"Yours."
Il have no sius to be forgiven. At any
rate, if | have, will bring you a sin OF
fering which will atone for all the crimes
lever did OF ever shall commit, past or flu
ture. | bring YOU cut Of southern fried
chicken and u Yankee dOugbnut.
Il fear the Greeks bringing gifts" said
the Young man, rather stupidity.
But I'm not ut all dangerous" an
swerrL Brownie. quite rs stupidity.
There YOU are mistaken. You are the
most dangerous person l know. And
wicked, You will never get forgiveness
unless you come with me down this path
over the hill, and confess your sins in pri-
waite. one by one
'Nes, / know" said she gayly. You
want To take me u there in the woods
and murder me, and hide my dead body
for the birds to rome and cover me up with
leaves
lou IL rather lalEC lbA = hAbC III tue
woods, I'm afraid. And nothing like in
nOcent enough"
The path led away from the rest Of the
party, ont OF sight.
Isn't ii something new for You To wear
rings asked Brownie. She was sure he
had not had that one OF when the party
started.
We'll. y-e-e-s. This is too small for
ne, however, taking Oh. 1T was made
for slendrrrr figures than mine. Don't
YOU think II is rather a quaint bit OF work
mIu>hip,' said he, carelsSSly.
Yes, but very pretty. | never saw q
riug like It before, Just a plain circle OF
turquoise forget mc-nOtS, with pearl hearts.
It, old, isn't it,
"iys. older than | am. It'san heirloom
in our family, and
The EtliueSS and indifference suddenly
died ont OF his manner. His voice was
earliest enough then, and trembling and
passionate. rs he said:
Il had IL from my mother. She told me
never 10 part with it till | placed it upon
my wite's finger. My mother is dead. VIII
You wear it,
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herself out in heather splendOr. Beside:
rings, bracelets and neck pin, she wore the
pretty watch and chain Shirley had given
her ut her eighteenth birthday. She had
on a crimson dress. What with her bright
dress, the shining bits of gold and stone
about her, and the sunshine glancing or
and off her as she moved along the wood
land path, she looked like a red bird flash
ing among the trees.
"Be sure and get back before dark
said Shirley.
The path led near the very tree under
which Robert had stood that day q yeal
ago, in the blazing glory of the falling
leaves. Could she help lingering under the
tree and signing as she thought of the
sweet might have been? Could she help,
indeed, wandering on beyond the hill to
the exact spot where the lost lover had
placed his mothers ring upon her finger
and asked her to e it always? The ring
was there still. The ~turquOis triae itself
thrilled with an electric wave of r~ecOllec'
ton till she felt its pressure on her finger.
She could have cried as she thought of it.
Too bad, too bad it was!
A wild man started up before her. He
was hungry, he was mad with rage against
the world. He was wicked. He was tit
for deeds of terror. There was a Luciter
like grace and comeliness about him, too,
as he flung himself across the way with bis
swinging arms and cleaning eyes. He
stood in front Of the girl. His glance roved
over her in silence. Her heart beat heavy
and fast. Her striking, fantastic pretti-
ness, the Jewels about her, aroused the
evil in the man yet more.
He was a tall, powerful man. She was
wholly at his mercy.
Glow do you do, Rip" said she family.
His eyes glOwed with deyilish glee.
How do / do? You're interested in my
health? It's good, thank yOu, and all the
better of seeing you. You've snubbed me
all your life, Miss, and now | can take my
pay, right here. Hand over that there
blue ring"
Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1887-04-10

from his nostrils. He had been crushe
internally. Shirley wiped the blood ava
with a moist sponge. He shuddered.
"Dont!' he gasped. Don't put col,
water on me. Water'n kill me-"
He looked from one to the other again
and recognized Robert Edgerly. A lieh
came into his face, and a half smile. III
motioned family toward the Englishman
|. Brother" said he, will you shak
hands with me?"
Robert extended his fingers to humo
him. The tramp's hand. soiled and claw
like, stained with God knows what blood
clasped the gentleman's hand, white an,
shapely, and held it.
1t pleased Rip. Presently he began wan
dering with his talk.
Brother" said he, ~ ssued you
wife's life, didn't !? Chalk that down I.
me-"
He stopped q little. then wandered on
IF I'd had my rights I'd been q gentle
man, too. Then BIownie'd a been m,
wife instead Of yours. Understand? Ny
wife. 1t made me mad. But l dom
grudge her to you you any more, brother
Chalk that down, too"
He coughed. He was growing weaker,
fast. When he spoke next his voice cam,
in gasps:
Don't be too hard on me, brother
Mind, / l never had no chance. I'd been
gentleman, too, but luck was agin me.
tried it once, for | had good blood in me
your blood. I'd have made it if the Car
stones had took me up, but they didn't
Luck-was always-agin me-"
He rested q little once more, keeping
fast hold of the En~glishman's hand. HI
kept his eyes on Edgerly's face, rs if b,
could never get enough Of seeing him
Once more he talked:
II reckon I've been a. had as the max,
m. I'm a thief. I've killed a man OF
two in my time. But I'm no SLOUGH.
never went back on u pard. And l neyel
worked in politics. Chalk that down u
me. Twas because had good blood
in me, brother"
He ceased. 1t was plain his race VA
run.
Shirley had been watching him intently,
She listened to his wandering talk, tinl
~ PuGLiNu CAHlONNioh, thCh ihoAC aut
more eagerly catching every word.
A new look came over his face, tho
look of the dying. 1t was one OF thos.
marvellous likenesses that sometimes settle
in the human face at the last, when the
soul is leaving the body. At this suprem,
moment traces of blood aud far of kinshiI
that were never seen before appear anl
stamp their mark on the face that death /:
taking for its own.
As Shirley saw this mysterious, ineffablt
look, an expression of horror came into bel
Us if she had been struck. She grasped
Edrerly's arm and shook him.
Robert, Robert, quick! | think
believe, oh, | don't know what! For
heavens sake, call him, him, ask
him who he isl
Edgerly laid his hand upon the tramp's
shoulder. He reused him gently. He bent
his ear down 10 the mans lips. 1t was al.
most a dead mans lips now. He said;
I'm Gods name, who are yOur'
A smile of immortal beauty stole into
the tramp's face. IL glorified il beyond
anything earthly. Ii was the farewell of a
parting soul. He Gumbled feebly at his
breast with one hand, AZ il searching for
something. The other hand clasped its
stiifening fingers yet closer around Edg-
erly's. And with the immortal smile upon
his face with Roberts hand clasped in his,
he whispered:
81 IN your brotherl''
no Re C]oNTISUEp.l
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They stood and looked into the brilliant
light in utter silence. Yet still, if then
feelings of other days came surging in a
great wave over their hearts, the calm, cold
faces, the motionless attitude, showed it
not.
Atlength they taxed, of Indifferent mat
tiers first, then of their lives since they
parted. 1t had been halfa generation since
then, yet these two were fated never to
gro v old in their feelings. At last he said
suddenly:
Has it ever seemed to you, Shirley,
that you could truly forgive me?:"
Il have done so long since" she an
swered, softly.
He pressed in silence the fair, strong
hand upon his arm.
His wife lived on the same in body and
mind For all the change to be noticed in
her, it might have been no more than a
year since the morning she tried to murder
Shirley. He found that Shirley's life, too,
had gone on in the same melancholy round,
the never ending care for Others, the steady
crucifxion of her own dearest hopes, the
constant putting of from year to year the
attainment of her wi brightest ambitions,
the brave marching onward under aburden
oftoil few men would or could have carried.
She would have been too proud to accept
aid had it been offered her. Was she never
to cast her load aside till she laid il down
in the grave? His heart ached for her-so
proud, 80 gifted, and yet 80 weak in her
great strength. And he could do nothing
for ~her-nothing.
He led her back at last to the place
where Robert waited. Before he turned to
leave her once more, he said:
II have told you twice before, Shirley
the first time more than twenty years ago
that if ever | could come to you | would
do it. Remember that still, if you care to.
If ever l am free, though it he a century, |
will come to you and lay my heart at your
feet"
She waved her hand in mute farewell.
Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1887-04-10
CHAPTER XX.
TIL Ep Y.

That evening there was Il reception at
the mansion of the secretary of state.
Among the thrOng vas q COngres man, a
tall man Of noble COuntenance, with radiant
dark eyes and white hair. He stood a lit
tie apart, and watched a lady who was
moving through the crowd. All his soul
was in his eyes rs they followed her, not
now a blooming girl in a white robe, with
a red rose in her hair, as he saw her last,
but a tall, pale woman in a dress of shining
black stuff. Her lOvelinesS, though diff
ierent, was rs striking rs ever. Hers was
II beauty greater than time could dim. 1t
was the cOmelineSs ola beautiful soul, of 4
woman young with the eternal youth of
genius and enthusiasm.
A gentleman was with her, fine and
manly looking, and young. They neared
the place where the congressman stood,
coming slowly. His heart beatlike a boys
again. He stepped back a little into the
shadow. She moved through the throng
erect and queenly, with the grace of a god
dess. At every step she seemed TO meet
friends. Gray haired men, distinguished
in public life, bowed to her with grave
SphiNtnl. ilduh, dluDltlOuS lOuub Hcu,
their souls yet full of boyish enthusiasm,
pressed to meet her with gladness beamIng
in their eyes. Young men adOred Shirley.
They came so near that Congressman
DumOray heard the sound of their voices.
"HOw many friends you have, Shirley"
he heard the gentleman beside her say.
She smiled family and shook her head.
81 have hundreds of pleasant ~acquain-
tanceS, hut not many friends, | think,
Robert she replied. 81 don't like be-
coming attached to people in earnest. ]
hold them so high; and then after awhile
they are sure to turn ont either stupid or
false"
IL wouldn't have believed you were such
Il cynic," said the gentleman.
"Oh, no; not that. But / don't like to
be reused up. 1t hurts NE so to find nv.
self mistaken in my friends.
Dumoray heard her say it. He came out
from the shadow, and took a turn through
the long hall, and advancing met her face
to face.
If a host Of fierce emotions fell suddenly
to fighting within their two souls, their
quiet, cold faces gave no sign. They greeted
each other a calmly as any two human
beings might. Ofall the love, the despSkT,
the heartache that had been, if anything
wasieft, no man alive could have discerned
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''This," said Shirley, lis my English
brother-in-law, Mr.. Edgerly, who detests
America and still can't keep away from il"
Now that he stood beside her, the man
she loved saw with a quick paug how pale
she was and the fragile look the years had
left, as they stole, drop by drop, her splen-
did red blOOded strength and elasticity.
You look pale" he said. ut is very
close here. IfyOur brother doesn't mind
l should like to take you into the air q lit
tie"
Robert bowed. She put her hand upon
his arm, and they moved through the
crowd to a recess where there was an open
window. Here they were quite alone.
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